Elder brother's garrison

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Do they really care about who is better than whom?

Xiao Bai's legs stopped in place, stunned by the presence of Missouri and Iowa. She was slightly sweating and covered her mouth, cautiously looking at Missouri and Iowa before taking a small step toward them.

“Missouri…Iowa…you…”

"What does the Admiral mean?" Missouri and Iowa paused in their conversation, both looking at Little White who was approaching them with gentle smiles.

"Uh..." Xiaobai subconsciously stopped in her tracks, sweating profusely. "Um... um... anyway, about the question just now, I, I was just asking casually... it's okay..."

"Ah... about the question from earlier." Missouri and Iowa chuckled upon hearing this and nodded in unison. "Admiral, please rest assured, Iowa (Missouri) is an important older sister (younger sister) to me, so we didn't quarrel."

"Ah... I see, that's good... I'm relieved..."

Xiao Bai wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I really didn't expect that such a simple question would trouble the Admiral so much." Missouri and Iowa looked at Xiaobai wiping his sweat with great concern, then turned to look at him.

"Missouri, why don't you take this rare opportunity to ask the Admiral who she thinks is more capable?" Iowa asked Missouri, covering her mouth.

“Sister, you’re joking. Missouri doesn’t want to be that kind of annoying woman.” Missouri gave her the brightest smile. “After all, we’re doing this in front of you, sister.”

"Oh dear... my little sister is quite aggressive today."

"Please forgive me, sister, but this is a very important matter. Even if I were facing you, Missouri would not back down."

"It seems... there's only one solution?"

"What a coincidence, Missouri seems to have the same idea as you, sister."

"Is this really okay? I won't hold back, you know."

"Please be lenient, elder sister. I will do my best. However, you have only recently left the construction facility, so you probably haven't even equipped your ship with the naval base yet. Moreover, the most crucial skill for a ship girl is still not activated because you are still relatively new. I feel bad that Missouri would take advantage of you in this incomplete state."

"Don't worry about that, little sister. I am Iowa. Perhaps I am not in my full form yet, but that is precisely why I am the strongest now." Iowa smiled and gently raised her swan-like white neck. "Little sister, feel free to unleash your skills."

"Since you've put it this way, Missouri is still uneasy. In that case, Missouri will remove the extra main guns you have and also agree not to use any skills, how about that?"

"Why go to all this trouble, sister?"

"Sister, you yourself said that this is your strongest state precisely because you are at a disadvantage. Missouri is so eager to win, why doesn't he simply use the same conditions as you and break through your strongest state directly?"

"That's really interesting."

"Please give me your guidance, sister."

"That's natural."

Missouri and Iowa smiled and chatted back and forth. At this point, they turned their attention to Little White, who was standing in the middle, waving his hands with a bewildered expression.

"Admiral," Missouri and Iowa said in unison.

"...Hey, I...I'm here!"

"Could the Admiral spare some time?"

"Uh...wh-what happened..." Xiaobai replied, sweating profusely.

Missouri and Iowa exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.

"—I wonder if the Admiral could go to the Admiral's Guild and ask for a training ground for us?"

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In the courtyard, the ship girls who had enjoyed themselves to the fullest last night finally woke up one after another from the ground.

It might be a state similar to being exhausted, or it might be similar to a hangover.

At this moment, the ship girls who have woken up from last night's revelry, except for the destroyers who have inexhaustible energy, are mostly in a lazy state like "Who am I? Where am I? I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep some more."

"Wisconsin sister? Saratoga sister? Are you alright?"

In the center of the courtyard, a group of destroyers carrying brooms and rags gathered around a table, asking the person in the middle with concern.

Wisconsin and Saratoga, mouths agape, eyes closed, heads tilted to the side, slumped over a table, one still, the other moving, exuding a strange, dark, and strikingly languid aura.

"what……"

Wisconsin and Saratoga stammered meaningless words.

"Wisconsin sister..."

"Ah...it's you guys...I'm alright..." After the destroyers' repeated concern, Wisconsin finally responded.

"Um... Sister Wisconsin, if you're not feeling well, please let us know as soon as possible..." The destroyers hurriedly took out a glass of mineral water and placed it next to Wisconsin. "Also, drinking some cold water will make you feel much better."

"Thank you all..."

"Okay, Wisconsin sister, Saratoga sister, let's go back to cleaning!" The destroyers waved and dragged their brooms as they ran out of the courtyard.

Wisconsin raised her weak arm and waved at the destroyers, then grabbed the bottle of mineral water that was next to her ear, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

The icy sensation flowed down my throat.

Wisconsin shuddered, straightened up, put down the bottled water in her hand, and her eyes became much clearer.

"Wow...that really feels a lot better." Wisconsin breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her temples.

"Are you feeling better..." Saratoga's small mouth opened and closed slightly as she spoke beside Wisconsin, her voice tinged with resentment.

"Ah... um. Well, thank you so much for taking care of me last night..." Wisconsin looked apologetically at Saratoga, who had stayed up all night with her and was now exhausted and collapsed beside her. "Um... would you like some water?"

“No need…” Saratoga slowly turned his head to the other side.

“…Um, thank you for staying with me all day yesterday…Is there anything I can do for you now?” Wisconsin said.

“…Little White,” Saratoga called out hoarsely.

"what?"

"Give me Little White..." Saratoga, who was severely lacking in Little White Phowa, uttered an extremely eager cry.

"..." Wisconsin was silent for a moment, "I...I'm sorry."

"……fine."

You know what, Wisconsin really can't help Saratoga with this problem.

Wisconsin let out a helpless sigh.

The reason why Wisconsin was so embarrassing yesterday was due to many reasons, but in general, it was because I saw an Iowa that was completely different from what I had imagined.

For Wisconsin, who has always admired Iowa, yesterday's Iowa event clearly dampened her girlish heart.

However, after a night of emotional release, Wisconsin has gradually accepted the reality. In any case, although Iowa is not what she imagined, she seems to be a good older sister overall. Since that's the case, she can't keep being dramatic forever.

Having accepted reality, Wisconsin slumped back onto the table, resuming his life as a lazy bum basking in the sun.

"This expedition has been really something... both the admiral and my sister... I'm just an ordinary ship..." Wisconsin sighed, "Saratoga."

"Well?"

"Although it seems we can't replenish Admiral Pova's supplies for you today, we'll always have a chance to get closer to the Admiral... Stay optimistic..."

"……oh……"

"Maybe we'll hear from the admiral soon..."

"……oh……"

"We must be prepared at all times..."

"……oh……"

"I'm so bored... When will something big happen... like the end of the world or something..."

"……oh……"

The two lazy fish talked back and forth, their voices devoid of any fighting spirit, and an aura of languor gradually emanated from their bodies as they lay sprawled on the table.

"...So, do you want some water?"

"give it to me."

"promise."

Wisconsin handed the half-empty water bottle towards Saratoga.

"No, this is terrible!!"

Just then, a series of hurried shouts from the destroyers rang out from outside the door.

The group of destroyers who had just left hurriedly grabbed brooms and rags, and rushed straight to Wisconsin, who was slumped over the table.

"Wisconsin sister! No, something terrible has happened!!"

Wisconsin smashed the water bottle in his hand onto Saratoga's head with a thud.

Then, Wisconsin, looking completely bewildered, was surrounded by the destroyers again, and seven or eight small hands shoved and pushed against her body, swaying her from side to side.

"Huh? W-what's wrong?"

"The Wisconsin sister, the Iowa sister, and the Missouri sister are fighting on the beach!!"

Chapter 1224 Deadly Three-Way Choice

When the spirited Saratoga and Wisconsin, accompanied by a group of destroyers wearing cleaning caps, headed to the beach of Chapter Six, the beach was already packed with people.

One by one, the admirals led their ship girls, lined up neatly on the beach. Each of them stretched their necks like giraffes, as if afraid of overlooking something, desperately looking out at the other side of the sea.

Among the admirals' crowd, there were also itinerant vendors of all sizes pushing carts and carrying small bags, shouting out promotional slogans such as "Fruit, binoculars, instant noodles, sausages, hamburgers, etc."

It was clearly the time when the event ended and the sixth chapter's sea area completely became a harmless and safe sea area.

Logically speaking, the beach in Chapter Six should be quite secluded.

But when Wisconsin arrived, the crowds in Chapter Six were still comparable to those at a zoo visiting giant pandas on a weekend; it was incredibly lively.

Saratoga and Wisconsin stood on the beach, searching anxiously among the crowd for a while.

Finally, at the very front of the beach in Wisconsin, in a special VIP area protected by staff from the Admiral's Guild, with parasols and beverage crates set up, Xiaobai was spotted.

Xiao Bai huddled on the beach in front of the VIP seats, holding no toys or entertainment, just sitting alone with his legs drawn up, staring at the sea.

The ship girls rushed towards Shiro's direction.

When the Admiral's Guild staff saw Wisconsin approaching with a group of destroyers, they initially tried to intercept her, but after seeing what Wisconsin looked like, they silently retreated.

"Admiral—"

The ship girls, having emerged from the crowd and approached Xiaobai's location, called out loudly to her on the beach.

Little White heard the ship girls' shouts and her little head twitched slightly.

Xiao Bai supported himself on the beach with one hand, turned his upper body slightly, and looked towards Wisconsin.

The ship girls were all stunned when they saw Xiaobai's expression.

When Xiao Bai turned around, her usual gentle and serene smile was gone. Her thin eyebrows were pressed down tightly, and her small mouth was pursed into a straight line. Her once adorable face was now filled with endless helplessness and bitterness.

Do not know why.

Upon seeing Xiaobai at this moment, all the ship girls inexplicably felt as if they were seeing an extremely lifelike "囧" (jiong) meme.

"Ah... it's Saratoga and Wisconsin, you guys..."

With a bewildered expression, Shiro waved to the ship girls, "Um, anyway, you guys come over here..."

"noob!!"

Before the other ship girls could react, Saratoga quickly transformed into a fluffy golden light, rapidly opening her arms and leaping into Shiro's embrace.

Saratoga, who had rushed into Little White's arms, didn't care whether they were in a public place or not. She wrapped her arms around Little White's waist and pressed her face against Little White's chest, rubbing against him vigorously, "Little White, Little White, Little White!!"

Saratoga looked very excited.

Saratoga quickly replenished the small white pawl.

Saratoga felt refreshed.

Talk about it.

Xiao Bai's lap has always been Saratoga's special seat. Last night, Saratoga, who was sitting very close to Xiao Bai, would have, as usual, abandoned everything at the banquet and snuggled into Xiao Bai's lap.

However, the plan was like this, but in reality, because Wisconsin kept clinging to her, Saratoga couldn't bring herself to leave the lonely Wisconsin. Even though Little White was sitting right next to her, Saratoga could only endure the hunger of not being able to pet Little White all night, comforting Wisconsin in her almost dried-up emptiness, while waiting until morning.

At this moment, Saratoga finally found a reason to approach Xiaobai, and naturally couldn't resist taking a big swipe at him.

After Saratoga jumped into his arms, the bewildered-looking White patted Saratoga's head.